Unexpected//l.h.

Ch 5

I woke up, extremely happy. I had a feeling that today was not gonna go so badly. I just felt happy.

I rolled out of bed with a real smile, something I haven't had before I saw Luke at the hospital. I took a quick shower, and for the first time since my mom bought it, I sprayed on my Chanel perfume. I straightened my hair and put it in a high ponytail. Deciding I was too lazy to pick out a really nice outfit, I went with a pair of ripped shorts, a simple, red crop top with a daisy, and my white Converse.

Then I remembered something.

Red.

He said that wouldn't be happening if it weren't for my red jeans.

I instantly peeled off my red shirt, replacing it with one of my usual band shirts.

I had a battle with myself over whether I should put on a hint of makeup or not, and I ended up putting a small amount of mascara on. I ran downstairs to make breakfast, expecting to see an empty kitchen.

But damn did I see something else.

My dad was sitting on one of the stools at the table, oh so casually drinking coffee and reading a newspaper. My mother was cooking bacon on the stove.

Well then...

"I-um, don't you guys have work?" I smiled nonetheless, I've never woke up to this since I was two years old.

My mom turned off the stove, set the bacon on a plate that also had eggs on it.

This feels so great.

She walked over and hugged me. I was surprised at first, but put my arms around her after a bit. We hugged for a while after she pulled away. I was a bit shocked when I saw her face. It was tear-stained.

My dad got up and also hugged me. I tightly wrapped my arms around him. I was always more of a daddy's girl, but I still loved my mom. He let go, smiling at me. I smiled back and kissed both of my parents on the cheek.

"We decided we'll be taking a break for a few weeks from the company to spend time and catch up with our children." My mom smiled and my dad nodded.

"Are you serious?" I asked, wide eyed. I didn't completely forgive them. I don't mean to sound rude to my own parents, but they've been on their jobs for more than three years. A few weeks might help but not just yet.

"Yep! And my oldest daughter deserves a friendly round of football with her old man." My dad smirked, referring to the times when I was little and we used to play football(soccer to some people) together in our backyard. We had a pool so Mom would sit and just chill. I can't believe it's all happening again.

Finally, my life is getting together again.

I sighed, a happy sigh. This is how I wished my life would be every second of living after my parents started the company.

"Alright, old man. Get ready for me to beat your ass! But after school." I smiled competitively.

"Language young lady!" My mom yelled from the kitchen, where she was making orange juice. Dad and I laughed, as he shook his head.

"She's old enough to cuss! Even if she's only seventeen!" I was surprised he even knew how old I was. I didn't say it out loud because I knew it would ruin the good mood.

"You guys eat breakfast and I'll go get Jacy ready." As she nodded at the bacon,  buttered toast, eggs, and orange juice, I quickly sat down and started stuffing my face.

"Manners, honey!" She yelled from the stairs.

It's as if she had a sixth "Adrian's Manners" sense considering she can't even see me.